It had been an above average day. Dwight had somehow managed to get her hands on a couple caps, probably through questionable means, but she had them none the less. Of course, instead of investing her caps wisely and purchasing things she actually needed, Dwight thought it was a better idea to go to the atomic wrangler, spend all her money on booze and soda and just be a general annoyance to all those around her. It wasn't until she started trying to pick fights with people that she was finally, and rather politely put outside like a dog who had gotten too excited and let out to expel it's energy.
So Dwight took to the streets, stumbling around and looking at all the pretty lights when suddenly her attention was caught. HAHA! A securitron! Her favorite. She clumsily began to make her way over to the poor robot and found that it seemed to be one she had seen before. It wasn't like the other ones on the strip, this one kinda looked like Victor! HEY! She knew that one, right? She couldn't remember, all the sense in her little Dwight brain had flown out when all the soda and alcohol made it's way in.
"HEEEEEEEeeeeeeeyyyyy BuDDY!!!!!!" she called out, waving her arm around trying to get Tex's attention. "Look *hic* over here! HEY!"
The enthusiasm in her voice startled herself and sent her toppling to the ground, face first, where she decided perhaps she should just stay there.